soft candy

A liar's cheek propels the words that brush against your feet. That climb like vines right up your spine to bloom beneath your teeth. I spoke a spell, it worked too well. You fell into the drink. Soft candy bullets with knives tied to them slip through the trees and clip off the leaves. Small paper people with knives tied to them climb up the trees and clip off the leaves. and all along I mutter 'bout: "The horrors one could think!" and all along I mutter 'bout "The roots beneath your feet!" and all along I ponder 'bout "The curtains on your face!" They dangle down like dollar bills and mingle with your sleep. You gotta make friends with what you see shake hands, say "thank you please" start throwing your weight around chipping at the tile til the skeleton's out. Soft candy bullets with knives tied to them slip through the trees and clip off the leaves.